I'm really immortal

Liu Changan went home and packed up the mustard greens and had a lot of bamboo shoots for lunch.

Bamboo shoots were cultivated as cereals before the Tang Dynasty. They are one of the six cereals called "wild rice". They are a unique aquatic vegetable in China. Cut into pieces with a knife, add salt to the broth, and simmer with cooking wine for a while, it will be refreshing and moist.

Stir-fried meat and chicken with high bamboo shoots are delicious. Liu Changan eats less meat dishes because he always has to live a frugal life. Although the daily life of big fish, meat, chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep means the improvement of economic level and the improvement of the quality of life. , but Liu Changan always believes that the traditional lifestyle of cooking light side dishes on weekdays and cooking meat and fish on holidays can make the appetite more satisfying.

The sycamore tree in the yard has lost some more leaves. It seems that there are too many fallen leaves. There are also two or three fewer old people taking a nap under the sycamore tree in the afternoon.

Liu Changan received a call from Fan Jian very unexpectedly, saying that there was work to be done on the construction site, and it was still two hundred a day, but with Liu Changan's efficiency, it should be completed in half a day.

This job probably had something to do with Zhong Qing, but Zhong Qing didn't want Liu Changan to have contact with Zhu Juntang, so Liu Changan went without worries.

Fan Jian was wearing a fairly neat and clean suit today. The wrinkles on the back were a little obvious. It seemed that he had just taken it out from under the box after not wearing it for a long time. "Xiao Liu, today's job is to transport this pile of bricks and stones to the other side."

"Okay, I will work hard." Liu Changan was very happy that Fan Jian was able to work for him, and he was full of energy.

Although he only received Zhongqing's instruction, Fan Jian still paid attention to Liu Changan's reaction. Everyone has a need for moral satisfaction. Fan Jian felt that he had supported a young man and made him feel the kindness from strangers when he was struggling to survive. warmth.

The roar of machinery and the orderly busyness on the construction site carry the smell of soil dug up from the ground. It is the accumulation of hundreds of thousands of years. Human beings explore the universe and the stars, and the movement is measured in light years. However, for the things that are right under our feet, However, very little is known about the earth's crust. In a sense, the study of the earth's crust is more practical than the study of the stars, but it is also more difficult... The slightly deeper places under our feet often have no traces of exploration for countless years.

Fan Jian seemed to be very idle. He came over to see Liu Changan from time to time. After finishing his work, Fan Jian handed Liu Changan two hundred yuan. Liu Changan did not leave immediately this time. It happened that several people under Fan Jian were taking a break. They were in Fan Jian's office. Liu Changan stayed to play Landlords for a while.

At the most, Liu Changan won more than a thousand, but in the end he lost them all. He played all afternoon without winning or losing.

Fan Jian reported Liu Changan's performance throughout the afternoon to Zhong Qing. In front of Fan Jian, Zhong Qing didn't say anything, but he already confirmed that Liu Changan was full of misdeeds.

Lustful: He could easily grab her in the morning, but he had to hold her waist, and hold her tightly in his arms. This was a common tactic used by perverts, and it took a long time before he let go of Zhong Qing.

Good Gambling: Playing cards and mahjong is fine, but I only made a total of 200 yuan when I went to play Landlord and almost lost it all.

He knows no restraint and is insatiable: if he wins a little, he will leave, and he will stop when he is good. If he can win more than a thousand, it is not a small amount for him. But after he won, he lost everything. According to Fan Jian, Liu Changan sighed sadly, as if he was red-eyed after losing. He had won, so what happened to losing?

How could such a person be allowed to come into contact with Zhu Juntang? Zhongqing is not only responsible for Zhu Juntang, but also carries out the orders of the third wife of the Zhu family.

Why is Zhu Juntang interested in Liu Changan? This makes Zhongqing puzzled. Although it seems to have nothing to do with men and women, a girl becomes curious about a boy. This is a dangerous signal. Zhongqing must stifle this danger. Unfortunately, Mr. Zhu Tang just refused to tell the reason and only asked Zhongqing to do his best to arrange a meeting between her and Liu Changan.

Zhongqing sent Fan Jian away who wanted to please and asked if he would call Liu Chang'an to work again tomorrow. Then he received the news that Zhu Juntang and Qin Yanan had returned to Baolong Center. Today they went to Jingxiang County's Secret Seal Burn incense and worship Buddha in the temple.

"Grandfein and Ms. Susan are ready. After an hour of spa, we have a meeting with Manager Sima. Dinner is scheduled at Lanxi Hall. A black garlic steak has been added to the menu today. Mr. Zhang Jiawei is in charge of the wine pairing. In response to your request Request, he was dispatched from the Taipei restaurant, and he will be officially responsible for your food and drink matching today." Zhong Qing followed Zhu Juntang's footsteps, and it could be seen that the girl's brisk steps showed that she was in a good mood today.

"Zhang Jiawei is your second brother's friend, right? Aren't you afraid of him poisoning you?" Qin Yanan has some impression of Zhang Jiawei. He is a man with a refined life, a mustache, loves food and wine, and is a professional food connoisseur. He often gives He has written articles for some food magazines, and his most recent formal job was as a restaurant manager at a Michelin-starred restaurant owned by Zhu Juntang.

"Zhang Jiawei cuckolded Zhu Lixing... Haha... He begged to come to me for protection, how could he help Zhu Lixing deal with me?" Zhu Juntang laughed, "Remember that awl-faced guy who called himself Xiao Yang Ming? Model?”

Qin Yanan frowned, obviously unable to remember, because there were too many such girls, their makeup, appearance, temperament, and even the tone of voice and names were all the same. If you can remember them after meeting them once, you must He has a superhuman memory or a hungry ghost in sex.

It's just a buyer's market, and the needs of buyers determine the quality of sellers. Girls like this emerge in endlessly, which shows that there is a market for them. On the one hand, we often see such girls making vulgar remarks, but on the other hand, these girls There are more and more children. Is this a phenomenon determined by girls' unilateral aesthetic issues?

"I won't eat in the evening. After doing the spa, I will go back to my room to rest for a while. I will pick up my dad in the evening. He will come by high-speed rail."

Qin Yanan stretched out. As a local official, Qin Huai's schedule was tight, just because Qin Peng's birthday was probably the last birthday of the old revolutionary. Both the capital and the local government attached great importance to it, and dispatched important officials from all walks of life to relatives and friends. Qin Peng could only receive a few people, and most of them were Qin Huai who came to socialize. Even though there were only a few people who were qualified to talk to Qin Huai directly, it also delayed him a lot of time.

There was a lotus pond in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window in the spa. Qin Yanan was not used to completely undressing and being frank. Facing the transparent window with a wide view, Zhongqing opened the water curtain. Two senior spa technicians chose the music, and Zhongqing Get ready to leave.

Zhu Juntang called out to her.

"If I didn't think I might have to receive you, I would only prepare a bed here." Zhu Juntang looked in front of Qin Yanan with bright eyes.

"I don't appreciate your love. You should keep your words for your mother." Qin Yanan involuntarily raised her hand to cover her chest.

"Don't press her breasts," Zhu Juntang ordered.

Looking at the ambiguous smiles on the faces of the two technicians, Qin Yanan's cheeks seemed to be facing the blooming peach blossoms in the morning in the light mist. She glared at Zhu Juntang, but was too lazy to explain. Zhu Juntang was probably drinking milk. Growing up, I lacked maternal love and care from Mrs. Takesan.

Qin Yanan ignored Zhu Juntang and lay down comfortably, feeling the rhythm of several fingers on the skin that could bring amazing rewards.

"Have you found the person?" Zhu Juntang asked casually, seemingly without any hope.

"No."

Zhu Juntang was not surprised and said calmly: "Then I will find it myself."

Zhong Qing was very helpless and hesitated for a while before saying, "Actually, I met him this afternoon."

Zhu Juntang immediately grabbed the fingers that were moving between her waist and hips on her back, because she was more ticklish there, which easily distracted her and made it difficult to concentrate. Zhu Juntang stared at Zhong Qing, "Tell me every word, Where was it, what was the scene, and what did you say?”

Qin Yanan also turned around curiously, who was Zhu Juntang looking for?